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What Did You Expect
You check out at midnight, from a palm-shaped lobby necklaced by lights. The air has a tang of diesel and sweat. You walk toward the...
Between Red and Green
I often walk around my neighbourhood. Each time, it’s like crossing a new frontier that has restitched the seams of my local landscape — Old...
Breaking In
I’ve spoiled countless hours searching for mislaid keys, and when I have to call the front desk/security/husband for help I’m always stricken with guilt, but...
The Jokester
The nice lady serving coffee at the market detects a slight twang of an accent when I say, “Thank you.” “That’s a lovely accent, where...
Sunsets in Canggu
An expat friend of mine in Canggu would always tell any visitors he had heard that the forecast said there would be a beautiful sunset...
Soldiers of the Rain
The coming of the rainy season is marked by more than just a pressurised building of heat trapped in thickening layers of humidity. This time...
The Quest of the Kelapa Muda
The perfect cure comes in green. Have a hangover? Recovering from food poisoning? Feeling disembodied? Hungry? Not hungry? Dehydrated? Tired? Sad? Order a kelapa muda—a...
Variations on a Highway
I’m remembering how it felt, being a child confined in the back seat of a car with nothing to do. Curled tight as a dozing...
The Starry Night
As the door slams shut behind me, the blare of CNN is mercifully replaced by the chirping of crickets. A cool breeze dances across my...
Mangoes in the Monsoon, Free in Bali
There is a specific moment of time when the Earth converges with the Heavens. The heat is heavy, and the rain is rolling in. There...
Interment
I’m on the other side of a century. I was wandering over the crest of a hill and had just passed something for which I...
Equal Magic
NONE OF IT was expected. Not the move to Edinburgh from London, the steady civil service job after years of misery. Not the mildest winter,...
Becoming The Waiting-Nothing
Nandi, the bull-guru of Shaiva Siddhanta’s eight disciples; the trusted vahana and steadfast guardian of that great destroyer, Lord Shiva, greeted me, first, as I...
Ted
Eight. It takes twelve 7th graders to slug a hull to the beach, dark rising. They have not been on the water before and the...
Spirit Animal
​We stare at each other with unblinking intensity, this tiny brown primate and me. I’ve come to the Bohol Tarsier Sanctuary early this morning, a...
Raqib
In my hands, Alice Munro’s short story collection Dear Life. Saudia’s flight to Dammam from Riyadh is delayed. We sit next to each other. You...
Haqq
Tonight, we would not cross the King Fahad causeway. Despite dreadfully wanting to see the film in a movie house, I knew Lars von Trier’s...
Hamid
Like a dead cat, I lay in bed. Facing the broken air-conditioning on the other side of the room. The temperature here, in Saudi, plummets...
The Path to Masada
I open my eyes into pitch black, surrounded by sand, camels, and the brightest stars I’ve ever seen. “I’m not really Jewish.” Despite a night...
Friendship Park
As usual in December, the dirt road to Friendship Park is washed out from a rainstorm, so we walk the mile to the La Posada...
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